my 100% perfect boy
Aug. 21st, 2005 12:11 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
spiderpigBand practice today was screwed up, stressful, slightly scary but overall fun. Has practice ever not been fun for me? It's only the degree of fun and excitment I get I guess.
The screwed up and stressful part was obviously the fact that for the second time in 2 weeks, the conductor's baton has gone MISSING. Last week Singyi took it (whew). But this week. OMFG ITS CRAZY. Marc saw me put the baton into the case and put it into the cupboard. I saw Marc lock the cupboard after practice on Wednesday. No one touched the cupboard yesterday. At least while I was around.
Today? The cupboard was open when Marc came. He arrived earlier than me. The baton is missing from its case. Now it's the Seventh Month of the Lunar Calendar. Whoever's playing this horrible trick on us is downright evil. Don't stress us librarians out like that!!
The rehearsal in the PAC was woah. I have to admit, the acoustics of the hall is rather good. The sound bounces off and mmm. It's really clear and perhaps too clear. The acoustics motivate me to play better and get all my bloody notes right. What is it with me and fingerings.stupid hand-eye coordination But!! My instrument's repair and it does sound better now (not so much intonation problems!) and yay for correct notes!
We still haven't found the baton. The conductor's stand is falling apart and WOW THE BEST THING HAPPENED THIS AFTERNOON?
The committee, Vig, Mezraq, Sir, Nic and Joy went out for lunch at MacDonalds. I brought along my paper bag of scores needing to be photocopied. After our meeting we left and HAHA I LEFT MY PAPER BAG THERE.
It was only after 45mins on the bus when I was nearly reaching my stop that I realized that I didn't bring my paper bag with me. Groan. I panicked and called Marianne and Niva. Then I took a cab all the way back to Orchard and relieved myself when the manager of McDonalds present me with a (torn) paper bag full of scores. <3<3<3<3
Tell me that someone is jinxing my library career? Missing batons, shitload of photocopying to do, leaving my paper bag... Or is this just a sign that I'm a lousy librarian.
I think it's the latter.
Mum brought me out to buy my concert attire. Yay for all-black. Managed to do some revising/work tonight ala organizing my files up and checking to see if they're in order. Tomorrow's ugh Economics project meeting. I still need to study for my History test on Tueday.fuck Sleep time.
EDIT:
HAHA. SIR WANTS ME TO CALL HIM TOMORROW TO TELL ME ABOUT SOME LIBRARY SCORES. THE WOES OF A LIBRARIAN.
I shouldn't be so amused. No I shouldn't. hahahahaahhhahahahahahahahahahahahaahahahah haha.
EDITEDIT: usually 12:25 am is my melancholic time, if I'm awake, that is. BUT NOW I'M UH KINDA ESTATIC? (No not because I have to call Sir. I'm dreading that.wtfiwantmarctocallhimbuttheni'dbebullyingmarc) ITS OTHER REASONS AND LIKE YAAAY. BABA IS HAPPY AGAIN. TALKING IN CAPITAL LETTERS TOO.
I get high on cheap thrills.
The screwed up and stressful part was obviously the fact that for the second time in 2 weeks, the conductor's baton has gone MISSING. Last week Singyi took it (whew). But this week. OMFG ITS CRAZY. Marc saw me put the baton into the case and put it into the cupboard. I saw Marc lock the cupboard after practice on Wednesday. No one touched the cupboard yesterday. At least while I was around.
Today? The cupboard was open when Marc came. He arrived earlier than me. The baton is missing from its case. Now it's the Seventh Month of the Lunar Calendar. Whoever's playing this horrible trick on us is downright evil. Don't stress us librarians out like that!!
The rehearsal in the PAC was woah. I have to admit, the acoustics of the hall is rather good. The sound bounces off and mmm. It's really clear and perhaps too clear. The acoustics motivate me to play better and get all my bloody notes right. What is it with me and fingerings.
We still haven't found the baton. The conductor's stand is falling apart and WOW THE BEST THING HAPPENED THIS AFTERNOON?
The committee, Vig, Mezraq, Sir, Nic and Joy went out for lunch at MacDonalds. I brought along my paper bag of scores needing to be photocopied. After our meeting we left and HAHA I LEFT MY PAPER BAG THERE.
It was only after 45mins on the bus when I was nearly reaching my stop that I realized that I didn't bring my paper bag with me. Groan. I panicked and called Marianne and Niva. Then I took a cab all the way back to Orchard and relieved myself when the manager of McDonalds present me with a (torn) paper bag full of scores. <3<3<3<3
Tell me that someone is jinxing my library career? Missing batons, shitload of photocopying to do, leaving my paper bag... Or is this just a sign that I'm a lousy librarian.
I think it's the latter.
Mum brought me out to buy my concert attire. Yay for all-black. Managed to do some revising/work tonight ala organizing my files up and checking to see if they're in order. Tomorrow's ugh Economics project meeting. I still need to study for my History test on Tueday.
EDIT:
HAHA. SIR WANTS ME TO CALL HIM TOMORROW TO TELL ME ABOUT SOME LIBRARY SCORES. THE WOES OF A LIBRARIAN.
I shouldn't be so amused. No I shouldn't. hahahahaahhhahahahahahahahahahahahaahahahah haha.
EDITEDIT: usually 12:25 am is my melancholic time, if I'm awake, that is. BUT NOW I'M UH KINDA ESTATIC? (No not because I have to call Sir. I'm dreading that.wtfiwantmarctocallhimbuttheni'dbebullyingmarc) ITS OTHER REASONS AND LIKE YAAAY. BABA IS HAPPY AGAIN. TALKING IN CAPITAL LETTERS TOO.
I get high on cheap thrills.
